"Mom..." Dabao called out stumblingly. This has happened frequently in the past two days.
I still remember the first time Su Xia taught him to call her "mother" again.
Originally, she was teasing him, but suddenly she heard the childish voice of "Mom...". Su Xia looked at Dabao's chubby face in disbelief.
After hearing the word "mother" again, Su Xia finally reacted. Then she was filled with joy and started to attack Dabao's cheek.
The kid was so amused that he kept grinning. In the kid's eyes, this was just his mother playing with him.
It's just that Niu Niu started to get jealous. From then on, she would call Da Bao "sister" most of the time every day.
But Dabao just kept smiling at her foolishly and refused to call her sister.
Niuniu tried to teach him again, "Come on, little brother, call sister..."
Hehe...Dabao is grinning foolishly!
"Call me sister..." Dabao smiled foolishly!
Su Xia: "Come here, Dabao, come here, mommy will hug you!"
Dabao stretched out his arms towards Su Xia, calling "Mom..."
Su Xia hugged his body contentedly, but he was too heavy and she could only hold him for a while.
Niuniu looked at her mother jealously and complained angrily: "Mom, look at my brother, he can talk, but he just won't call me sister?"
Su Xia thinks that it is not the right time yet. Dabao is only 5 months old at most. Maybe he needs to be a little older before his language system can be enriched.
"You're not with your brother every day. You just go out to play and don't spend much time with him. How can you call me sister?"
Niu Niu thought about how she went out to look for Wu Ya every day, and the two of them followed their sisters, running and playing in the village.
She felt a little sorry for her brother because he was too shy and couldn't run with her, which was so boring!
Su Xia ignored her and put Dabao on the blanket in the living room, letting him crawl and play by himself.
"You stay here with your brother, mom will go cook."
Niu Niu nodded.
Then Su Xia, who was busy in the kitchen, occasionally heard Niuniu still calling "Brother, call sister..."
The weather is too hot now and Su Xia doesn't want to eat hot food.
The night before, Su Xia kneaded the dough and soaked it in water overnight. She wanted to try making her own cold noodles.
Early in the morning, I took the soaked dough in a basin and began to knead it. After one time, I changed to another basin of water and started scrubbing again.
Continue until the dough forms a honeycomb shape, then stop. Then pour the two basins of flour water together, filter it with gauze, and stop when four particles are precipitated.
Su Xia looked at the slightly clear layer of water on the top of the basin and poured it all out. The remaining paste-like substance could be used to make dough.
Su Xia found a large stainless steel plate, which she actually had in her space.
Boil hot water in a large pot, brush a layer of oil on a plate, then use a spoon to pour the batter into the plate, cover the pot and heat for two minutes, and when you take it out, you will have a crystal clear dough.
Su Xia followed this step and made all the batter in the basin. There was no telling how many sheets of batter were on the panel.
The dough in front of the table had been steamed long ago, and chopped green onion, coriander and cucumber water was prepared.
Garlic water, chili oil, sesame sauce...
Su Xia mixed a big bowl for herself, adding all the seasonings and a little chili oil, so that Dabao could eat some complementary food.
For Niu Niu's recipe, she mixed everything except the chili oil. For Da Bao's recipe, she just made a bowl of rice paste. This was made by Su Xia using the wall-breaking machine in the space.
It's very suitable for the kids. After everything is done, I will call the two children to eat.
Niu Niu looked at the things in the bowl curiously, saying that the noodles didn’t seem like something right, but they smelled so good!
"Mom, what is this called? It smells so good."
Su Xia was feeding Dabao rice porridge. If she didn't take good care of this little ancestor, she wouldn't be able to eat quietly.
"This is called Liangpi, which mom made herself. Try it, it's delicious!"
Niu Niu tried to pick up a piece and put it in her mouth. The aroma of sesame paste began to stimulate her taste buds, and she ate it for several more pieces.
"Mom, this is delicious. Can you make it more often in the future?"
Su Xia also thinks that the cold noodles she makes are delicious. It’s a little troublesome to make, so just soak it the night before.
If you really make it, it will be ready in a while. "There are still a lot. I'll make it for you if you want to eat it later."
After dinner, Su Xia cleaned up the kitchen and began to coax Dabao to sleep. Now he is more and more energetic, getting up early and going to bed late every day, and even taking a nap before going to bed.
Some time ago, whenever she felt tired from playing, she would take a nap, which caused the clock to be messed up. Su Xia was almost suffering from nervous breakdown from all the tossing and turning at night.
There was no other way. Su Xia, who couldn't stand it any longer, started to let him take a nap in the afternoon. Whenever he felt sleepy at other times, she would take him for a walk outside. He slept well last night.
After coaxing the two kids to sleep, Su Xia washed the dirty clothes and then lay on the sofa to enjoy her time alone.
That day, Su Xia was helping Dabao practice walking in the living room when she heard Niuniu running in, calling "Mom".
Su Xia saw Dabao standing trembling for 10 seconds, but was frightened by Niuniu's shout and sat down by himself.
Su Xia: "What are you doing? Are you calling for the soul?"
Niuniu ran over and kissed Dabao.
While complaining to Su Xia: "Mom, grandma is scolding me again."
Su Xia rolled her eyes: "What's so strange about that? Your grandma has never cursed anyone."
Niu Niu looked at Su Xia a little anxiously. How come she found that her mother was not anxious at all?
"This time he was scolding Grandpa, and Uncle Two and Uncle Three, and later he even scolded Aunt Two and Aunt Three, and just now he even started scolding Sister Daya."
Forehead....
Is this stirring up a hornet's nest? Is this an indiscriminate attack on the entire old house?
"Niuniu, why did your grandma scold people and even scold grandpa?"
Niuniu shook her head. "Mom, I didn't hear it clearly, but it seemed like Grandpa wanted Sister Daya to go to school, and Grandma was a little unhappy."
Su Xia didn't find it strange after hearing this. There were many people sending girls to school at this time.
Niu Niu thought about what Sister Erya said to her, and looked at her mother with a little worry.
"Why, your grandma scolded you too?"
Niu Niu shook her head, "Mom, Erya said that her mother said it's useless for girls to go to school. Then will you still send me to school?"
Su Xia looked at the worried Niu Niu. How could such a young child have so many thoughts?
"Why don't you go to school? Mom is counting on you to study hard and support me in the future."
Niu Niu got a positive answer and excitedly hugged Su Xia and kissed her.
"Mom, you're the best. I will definitely support you."
Su Xia wiped the water off her face with disdain, but Dabao watched his sister kiss his mother and struggled to kiss her too.
Su Xia quickly dodged and said, "You stay here and watch over your brother. Mom will go to cook!"
After that, he ran to the kitchen, boiled the leftover rice with water, put some meat particles in it, added salt and began to cook. When it became a little sticky, he added chopped vegetables and poured egg liquid on it, and the delicious egg and lean meat porridge was ready.
After the mother and two girls finished their porridge and played for a while, Su Xia let them take a nap so that they would grow taller.
She began to spend her leisure time alone. Since Dabao was born, she never took a nap again.
Otherwise, there is only this time left. After the children go to bed at night, it is her own time and she can do whatever she wants.
Why....
Being a mother is difficult, but it is also a blessing!
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